The Beauty of You

The Beauty Of You As rare as a butterfly in the snow Or maybe a weed that will not grow Perhaps a candle light in the rain Perchance a baby born without any pain The unlikely chance of a rainbow On a bright sunshiny day all aglow All these things I find rare and true When I think of the beauty of you Fancy a morning glory so bright Blooming in the middle of the night Or the unlikelihood of leaves turning green In the middle of a cold winter scene A child without any candy on hand Can you picture a beach without any sand All these things I find rare and true When I think of the beauty of you Can you imagine a horse that didn't run Or a circus where there was no fun Ever seen a wedding with no tears Or a soldier gone to war with no fear No list of rarities would be complete And it sure would not be half as sweet Nor would it be half as rare and true If it did not include the beauty of you